Chapter 12
Kaito made sure to make me come at least five times before I was begging him to stop.
Then he made me come once more for good measure.
“Six is my favorite number,” he said, grinning as I laid out on my stomach, my legs trembling too hard to carry my weight.
He had made me come with his mouth this time. He had come inside of me and knowing that he could taste himself felt taboo somehow.
Right now, embracing everything that pressed my buttons helped me engage the evil balance I needed to go to the heart of Hell.
He helped me to my feet, but my knees wobbled and he guided me to his office chair which was hopelessly sticky.
“I need a shower,” I complained, making him chuckle.
“As well as sleep and something to eat,” he added when my stomach rumbled.
I still hadn’t eaten much other than Azrael’s heavenly cherries.
Unfortunately, Kaito didn’t have a shower attached to his office and he refused to allow me to expend any magic to otherwise clean myself or summon food. Summoning was an angelic trait, something that we’d just spent a lot of time and effort suppressing.
A part of me considered undoing his hard work, mostly because I very much wanted to repeat the experience.
I still had my bond to Azrael that could help me awaken my angelic gifts. Searching them out, Kaito paused and narrowed his gaze.
“Don’t,” he warned me. “I can stabilize you again, but we’re on a schedule. Cole might already be at Hell’s Heart and if he goes there alone, he’s not coming back out.”
Hell’s Heart.
Hearing Kaito give a name to the location made the smile fall from my face.
“You’re right,” I mumbled, feeling guilty now that I was gaining some sense of lucidity. “I’ll head to my dorm.” Hissing when I tried to stand from the chair, I sat back down. “Never mind. I’m not going anywhere like this.”
Kaito chuckled. “You’re not hurt, Koneko-chan, are you?”
The throb between my legs didn’t seem like it wanted to go away. Blushing, I admitted, “I’m thoroughly sexed up.”
He laughed at my description. “Well, you also have thoroughly fed, at least on the evil I have to offer. I suggest you tap into those darker elements you took from me. It’ll help you align yourself.”
Closing my eyes, I ruffled my angelic wing and stretched my demon one, then focused on the cold sensation inside my chest.
Kaito was right.
I’d taken a lot from him and his power was cold and heavy, but when I tapped into it, an icy-hot sensation zapped all the way to my fingertips and throughout my entire body.
The heaviness lifted as I levitated off the chair.
Well, that was new.
Kaito smirked. “That’ll do.”
“What’s the point of wings if I can levitate?” I asked, frowning. I’d spent a lot of time and effort learning how to fly, especially with the change of one angel wing to a demon one.
He laughed, the sound music to my ears. “Levitation is a demonic power. It takes concentration and a lot of magic. Most demons develop wings to accommodate it in order to fly without expending so much energy.”
“But I only learned to fly after I gained some control over my angelic powers,” I countered.
“Lightening your body and levitating are two very different things,” he said, seeming to slip into his Professor Nakamura personality.
“Evil is a heavy burden, which is why levitation is a demonic power. Learning to bear evil is something every demon must do. However Heavenly powers are about purging and purifying, so eliminating the weight of evil is a type of angelic skill to make a supernatural body lighter.”
“I love when you get all teach-y,” I said with a smile.
He winked at me, making my stomach flip.
Although hearing his lecture did bring up a new question.
“Did you ever have wings when you were in your original form?” I wondered. Curiosity had me trying to picture what he might have looked like before he had been my mentor.
He shrugged. “I’m not sure.”
Practically shoving my levitating ass out the door, he ordered me to be ready by morning, because after that we would be on our way.
To Hell’s Heart… but I had a couple of detours I was going to take, first.